Or as I’ve always referred to them since childhood, the Happy Fields.

The truth is I haven’t been back since before hubby became quite ill. So they were calling to me, but it is quite the walk from where I live, there and back and although when I was younger it would have been no bother I have in the last few years become lazier and fatter.

When I was a child I walked everywhere in Kenilworth and beyond, often walking with a friend to Leamington to see her Nan. We thought nothing of it. Then I got married and although I don’t drive, hubby did, so I just got used to using the car, although I did try to get hubby to see the joys of walking he never really took to it. Often even driving to the allotment, which is only a few minutes walk. I’d always tried to stick to the walking, but had become lazier as I headed through my fifties and really this is not a place I want to be. My ultimate plan is to be like the fit late eighty year old women on the allotment, they are a site to behold and have only become so fit because of tiny details that have formed habits which have stacked one on top of the other.

My fitness both mentally and physically has increased over the last year, I’m feeling better than I have in a long time. Mainly coming about by pushing myself, especially at the beginning, but there is one habit that I want to add and that is a several times a week walk to the Abbey Fields and back, hopefully with a swim included when they finish the new swimming pool.

Habit stacking the tiny details that make you healthier and therefore happier, that is my winter project for a better me.

And my reward will be the changing seasons of this lovely view.